Always honest :)
It hits me sometimes about how alone I am. Trust me I do everything possible to not feel alone. I’m a workaholic, I keep myself occupied with work. I keep learning new things, I keep improving myself. But at times, I just wanna let loose, count on someone else, and be absolutely goofy. At times, I’m too tired of being on my own. Trust me, I love being on my own, but like 5% of the time, I’d like company. It’s exhausting to do it all on your own. You can tell me that you are there, but you really aren’t. It’s been over 6 months that I haven’t felt human touch — I at least used to hug my yoga family before this pandemic started. I miss my yoga family so much, but honestly, if I think about them, I’ll start crying because I miss them so much! So as a diligent workaholic, I just surround myself with work. It’s never been easy for me to make friends — I’m really picky. I connect with people who are honest and kind at heart and don’t just wanna hangout. I don’t mind waiting for the right people, honestly. Being alone isn’t bad either. Crying sometimes isn’t either, though it does take up a lot of my energy. I don’t think I’ve ever written about the more vulnerable parts of me. I’m the happy-go-lucky, grounded, wise, hard-working, etc etc person, but it also rips my soul apart to be so far away from family.
